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Only A Winesap
At times I see a shadow
in twilight's fallow
behind the friar's gate
with my spunky fine fellow
giving a pause
deciding my fate
in a state of my insomnia
listening to the raven's call
buts it's only a Winesap
an apple on a tree
and a ghost in a bikini
of my mind's fantasy
in twilight's fallow
behind the friar's gate
with my spunky fine fellow
giving a pause
deciding my fate
in a state of my insomnia
listening to the raven's call
buts it's only a Winesap
an apple on a tree
and a ghost in a bikini
of my mind's fantasy
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